Traitor

traitor - david dunn as i sit behind this screen typing words the way they seem they come spinning out my soul leave me barren so exposed and as i sort through all this mess that's always jumbled in my head i am ashamed of who i am a wayward son a wa

traitor - a plea for purging interrupt me at any time but it's too late to apologize it took years to build this but only seconds to destroy my mind was in it my heart was in it then you went and did this but you said you didn't i can't help but feel